Whistle Xiangzhi is Born Wrong [Interstellar]

Nishizawa felt that combined with heat, the pitiful symptom was simply an annoying little goblin. After the outbreak, the wizard attribute began to dominate in his body. Yes, the super weak chicken attribute with an ability rating of only E can actually suppress the sentry attribute. His five senses were returned to the level of ordinary people, and his strong physical strength was almost exhausted after being tortured by accelerators.

It's such a time, he thinks intellectually that he should be a softie, but emotionally he feels very awkward.

So he tried his last bit of strength, pushed Oswald away, turned over and pressed on the opponent.Looking at Oswald's rare surprised expression, he smashed the jar like a hooligan: "What? Didn't you let me think and come here?"

"..." Oswald originally wanted to turn around and take the initiative, but when he heard this, he stopped moving immediately and looked at him uncertainly, "You want to be the one who takes the initiative?"

Caesar raised his eyebrows: "To be honest, I don't have much strength now. If you can move yourself all the way and twist your waist well, of course I'd be happy to be the one who takes the initiative." Anyway, there is no rule that the guide must be the one below.

Oswald: "..." This picture is so beautiful that he refuses to imagine it.

Caesar looked at his somewhat devastated expression, and his bad mood was more or less happy, so he didn't feel so depressed when he saw Oswald again.

Anyway, the arrow is on the string and has to be fired, no matter what, in this broken place, he has to be bound to the person in front of him, he can feel the rapid heartbeat, and he can feel the resonance between them vibrating slightly in the chest cavity, 95 A high matching degree of % is not a simple number, it means an extremely instinctive and irresistible attraction.

"Come on, just this posture." He said in a deep voice, deciding to pose a problem to Oswald who was walking by the textbook, "Didn't you say that you have read all the books? Just this posture, you give me the question It's all settled."

Oswald: "..."

Of course, in the time that followed, Nishizawa felt that he was insane for saying this.

Because of the relationship between him being on top and Oswald lying on the bottom, the whole process can be described as poisonous——

They took off their clothes for a while.

Then Oswald obviously also passively entered the combination fever, his body was dripping with sweat, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, but he actually calmly asked Caesar for his opinion after every movement.

"Am I touching it right?"

Caesar: ...No, no, it hurts me a lot.

"Comfortable?"

Caesar: ...To be honest, it's worse than him masturbating himself.

"Why are you shaking so much?"

Caesar: ...Damn, the shaking is because I have no strength, I shouldn't sit on it, it's too strenuous...

Oswald's terminal was always beside him, jumping pages automatically. This person not only asked his opinion, but also invented a new method of torture without a teacher, and began to recite the pages of the book one by one. content.

"The first combination is mainly to relieve fever, which can effectively relieve the mental confusion caused by continuous high temperature. When the spirit is stable, you can start to try mental binding according to the situation during the second combination..."

Caesar almost rolled his eyes when he heard it, he couldn't bear it anymore and punched Oswald's ear with a bang, he bent down and gritted his teeth, saying, "Shut up!"

He stared at the face that was still serious and not fake at this time, his eyes contained both helplessness and anger and eagerness.

Oswald pursed his lips when he was shocked by this look, turned over and pressed him hard after taking a deep look at him. In fact, he couldn't bear it lightly, his eyes were red, and he murmured "Got it" Shut up according to Caesar's request, and then dry up.

In the middle of the cold cockpit, a sticky and eager breath surged.

They have met each other countless times on real or virtual training grounds, and have figured out each other's combat habits and techniques in one after another. However, this time is different. This time they have come to a brand new , Only belong to their battlefield.

They are strangers to each other on this battlefield, and when they really fight, all book knowledge has become nothing but scratching the surface. They can only follow their instincts and grope, looking for each other's vital points, measuring each other's depth, relying on a brave Charge in, then take, trembling at the brink of victory.

Intense pheromones filled the entire cockpit in waves of ups and downs, and finally completely fused together at the moment of combination, transforming into another brand new and extremely wonderful breath.

As if he had been called from the depths of his soul, Caesar felt that his spiritual power began to spread naturally, forming a web, netting him and Oswald together, and the tentacles of thinking penetrated into it without hindrance. In Oswald's spiritual world, he arrived at the blue sky and sea that he was familiar with.

Oswald's thinking is also guided along those tentacles to Caesar's spiritual world. When the sentinel and the guide are officially combined, the spirits of the two parties will also be bound, and they will stay in each other's spiritual world. Leave a unique spiritual imprint, this imprint will accompany them forever, even if they are far apart, they can perceive each other's life and death blessings and misfortunes across the galaxy.

This is a more thorough and permanent bond than physical union, and nothing can completely separate them except life and death.

The white tiger, which was still weak just now, had already re-condensed into a solid body when the pheromones of the two fused. The griffin flapped its wings happily, and chased each other out of the mecha. The two big guys, one black and one white, didn't know where to play. went.

The mecha, which is hot inside and cold outside, stands quietly on the platform where the inner core extends, echoing the two spirit bodies frolicking in the distance, injecting a long-lost vitality into this area that has not seen visitors for a long time.

In an inconspicuous corner of the quiet core of the space station, a device that has been abandoned for many years seems to sense something. During the self-check, he began to execute his own automatic program that had been dusty for a long time.

In the cockpit, Oswald paused insignificantly, and his eyes, which rarely showed intense emotion, suddenly became blank.

Caesar, who was on the verge of spiritual union, didn't notice it, and his consciousness appeared in Oswald's spiritual sea like the two previous times.

His E-level mental power is very weak, but he still instinctively tried his best to weave a small boat, intending to let it float on the gentle sea surface and follow the waves.

Everything was fine, and the boat was looming and about to take shape, but the originally bright sky suddenly darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Caesar felt a chill in his heart, his mental power was disconnected, and the boat slid out in a semi-transparent posture. He was startled suddenly, and looked up, only to see that the always quiet and unobstructed hole in the heart of the sky was actually slow. When it expanded, it became much larger than the last two times it was seen.

In the depths of the void that could not be seen clearly in the past, at this moment, groups of thick black mist can already be faintly seen.

Caesar felt a palpitation for no reason, his not very powerful guiding mental power retreated rapidly, and the thinking tentacles that had penetrated into the spiritual world shrank back as if frightened.

Panting in reality, he opened his eyes wide, his eyes focused in the shaking, and slowly saw Oswald in front of him clearly.

Their bodies were still hot, but the man's sweaty face returned to that cold, untouched expression at some point.

Extreme heat and extreme cold are strangely fused on one face at this moment.

Caesar's scalp felt numb, and he subconsciously shouted, "Oswald!"

He suddenly reached out and pressed the opponent's shoulder, and the combination made him regain some strength. He couldn't tell what the uneasiness flashed in his heart, so he just looked at the opponent's eyes and shook the opponent's shoulder vigorously.

Oswald suddenly took a breath under his shaking, and his empty eyes came alive. He paused for two seconds, and his eyes fell on Caesar's face again, only to find that his face was a bit ugly.

"What's wrong, you look so bad?" He wondered, but he noticed something when the words came out.

Caesar's voice seemed to come from the sky, with a strange texture, as if he was telling something incomprehensible.

"Our spiritual binding failed." He said, "My mark has not yet been fully condensed, and you..."

But Oswald failed to leave a mark on his spiritual world at all.

When the guide and the sentry are formally combined, the body and the spirit will be bound together. This is a piece of common sense written in general knowledge, and it is the truth recognized by everyone.

Caesar had never heard of a pair of sentries and guides that failed to bind their minds when combined, and he never saw even a single sentence about the failure of their minds to bind in any textbook.

Oswald understood what he said, and was silent for a few seconds in disbelief. He lowered his head and hugged him tightly, and said in a low voice, "Shall we try again?"

However, it was useless to try again. Whenever Caesar tried to condense the translucent boat into a complete entity, he would fail inexplicably, and the hole in Oswald's spiritual world was full of dark shadows. , will always force him to quit.

His mental power was consumed rapidly under the repeated entry and unknown oppression. Oswald saw that his power was not enough, kissed him a few times as if to comfort him, and said casually: "Is it because the combination is not thorough enough? Or Are you exhausting your mental power too quickly?"

"No." Caesar frowned, "What happened to that hole in your spiritual world? It suddenly got bigger just now."

"Hole?" Oswald was taken aback, "What hole?"

Caesar looked at him suspiciously: "It's just the gap above the sky in your spiritual world, no, you...don't you know?"

Oswald's expression clearly told him he didn't know.

"I don't quite know what my spiritual world looks like under the spiritual perception of others." He said, "What does that hole look like, can you tell me about it?"

Caesar talked to him while reminiscing, and finally said: "I noticed it twice before, but it didn't move at all. Today it got a little bigger inexplicably. There seems to be a cloud of black mist inside, but I can't see it clearly. What is it?"

A person's spiritual world is an intuitive reflection of his mental state, and the hole hovering in the black mist must be related to Oswald's spirit, but the person involved seems to be unaware of it.

"After I go back, I will ask Professor Langdon for advice." Oswald frowned. Professor Langdon had been giving him spiritual counseling for the past few years, so he might know something.

The guides and sentries who have been combined, but they can't bind their spirits. They have no way of knowing what problems will arise. Fortunately, the combination of bodies has finally eased the turbulent combination fever. Haze, sat up and tried to loosen his muscles and bones, but his buttocks and back inevitably ached when he moved.

He darkened his face slightly, and finally felt that the cockpit was really too cold. He stretched out his hand and adjusted all the settings back to normal values, then opened the hatch and looked outside, and then wondered: "What is this place?"

They are in the inner core of the space station, and the structure is complex all the way up, forming the surface layer of the space station. At this time, it can be seen that there is a big hole pierced somewhere above, and fragments of things fall down from time to time.

However, the inner core is peaceful here, and it is not affected at all.

Caesar casually put on a pair of trousers and was about to put on some clothes to go out, but suddenly there was a sound from above, and several well-equipped mechs descended from the sky, and landed firmly on the inner core platform in the blink of an eye.

"Find the target person! The physical signs are normal, and there is no danger to life."

The cockpit doors of those mechas opened one after another, and the pilots who jumped out were uniformly dressed. When they saw Caesar and Oswald, they were all happy, and the person who seemed to be the leader of the team was the first to say loudly : "Is it Captain Dawson of the Star Hunting Corps and Captain Hill of the Guards Corps? We are members of the Gemini Galaxy Destroyer Corps, and we are here after receiving the distress message..."

But he stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, because he suddenly noticed that the clothes of the two captains in front of him were quite disheveled, and their faces were full of spring. It was obvious that they had just done something unspeakable.

Caesar: "..."

Damn, can you give me a proper change of clothes?

The author has something to say:

Ah... I was reminded to pay attention to the scale_(:з」∠)_ can only give you a car exhaust

When it's over, I'll see if I can post a side story on Weibo, cough